To The Wind An Appeal. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Oh! speedy wind, you are an aggressor
You uprooted the trees, and my garden
Where I have a loss of my precious labor
You destroyed the valuable plantain garden
Which I gave water and manure and life
I expected your coming and precautions planned
But you came early without a warning
In the evening time without a caution call
You traveled in your own style and ways
On the way my garden is destroyed
On the way my neighbor's thatched roof is thrown
Oh! speedy wind you are a cheat and cruel
What prompted you to do the damage
To a poor family finding their bread
In gardens and fruit bearing trees by hard work.